"Oh Tim, stop asking silly questions and take me before I change my mind and mother hits you." Where is your mother?" I'm right over here, now get on ...with it, I'm soaking here."Oh hell, an audience! That's all I need.God she was tight. It took some time for her vagina to relax, but eventually I was able to slowly ease myself gently and gratefully into a wet, but very tight, tunnel. I was informed later, by a very watchful pair of lecherous ladies that there was merely a tiny tinge of red after. "Hey," Bridget looked up casually from her reclining position. "Pizza's on the desk, so help yourself."Mark bobbled, his tie constricting his throat. Here she was, not ready to go out, food already prepared. He noted the pepperoni, mushrooms and black olives that adorned the glistening pizza. Dear god, this woman was perfect."Going somewhere?" Bridget asked with a smile, gesturing towards his "English Professor" suit."I thought we were going out." Mark stated, gesturing towards the door."What,. "Basically," Jane said, a little breathless now, "Dr. Susan helped me to realize how much I want to be your little Wifey."Ted tensed up."Yes," Jane answered his internal question. "I know all about how you browse porn on the web and WifeysWorld. And you know what? I think it's really, really hot. Maybe we can browse it together and get some ideas?" Jane leaned in close and nibbled gently on Ted's earlobe and then kissed his neck."Uh ... sure!" Ted said. Was this for real, or was this a. She had been told of a great new site from her friend at the gym and unzipping her tracksuit jacket, typed in her login name and password."Clever Jackpot" loaded in a few seconds, a garish front page enticing visitors to open accounts and gamble and as Joseph's car drove away to earn money, Charlotte began to spend it."Fuck yeah," screamed the short rotund gentleman as he hooked the note in the scarlet stocking. The girl shook her curvaceous rear in his face and he took a swig of the Champagne.